Daily Free-Write August, 24, 2020

As he allowed his wife to sprinkle powder on his newly shaved genitals, he wondered if he had made a mistake. He felt bad when she said she couldn't have kids, and was willing to go along with whatever the couple's counselor said, but this was... unorthodox to say the least.

"There we go, baby boy, all fresh for Mommy! Now let's tape up your cute little diapers and then you can sit on your blankie and watch Blarney!" 

She put on some special booties that kept him from standing, and special mitts that kept him from grasping things, and led him crawling out to the living room. 

"Honey, I...I mean, Mommy?" He caught her glaring, and then remembered the counselor's advice - never break character or it will undo everything they were trying to accomplish. 

"Yes, sweetie?"

"C-can I watch some big boy shows? Like business line direct?" 

"Oh, silly boy. You can't understand all that. Just sit on your blankie now and hush while I prepare you lunchies!"

He pouted a bit, as he was forced to watch the mind numbing dinosaur dance across the screen. After a while, he found himself engrossed, until the urgent need to go to the bathroom snapped him out of it. He got up and walked over to the bathroom door, but found it locked.

"Hon- er, Mommy? Are you in there?" He called, knocking on the door.

"What's wrong honey? Why are you off of your blankie?"

"I gotta go potty!"

"Yes, and?"

"The door is locked!"

"The bathroom isn't safe for babies, dear. Just sit on your blankie and I'll check you later to see if you need a change."

"But I glllk!" His complaints were cut off as a pacifier gag was forced into his mouth and locked from behind.

"Hush now, sweetie. Let's go back to the living room.:

He struggled a bit but a quick pinch on the thigh had him behaving. She seemed bigger and stronger than he remembered as she pulled him to the living room.

"I just can't trust you not to wander off, so into the playpen you go!" 

She disappeared from view again and he was left pressing his mitts to his crotch and butt, desperate to hold it in. Unable to hold off the cramps any longer, he felt the dam burst as he dripped sweat onto the plastic mat. Mush pushed its way into his seat, while pee splattered against the front of the diaper. He was sure it would leak but it just expanded and expanded, holding every last drop. 

"Oh, such a good boy," said his mommy, who picked him up out of the crib and strapped him tightly into a baby carrier. "Now drink up, honey!" she said, removing his pacifier from the gag and forcing the bottle in through the mouth hole. 

He struggled and squirmed as the milk filled his belly, he was completely immobilized he had no choice but to drink the liquid as it flowed into his mouth. 

He grunted as his belly gurgled and expanded. The bottle didn't seem that big but he was so full already, and wasn't even halfway done. Just as he thought he couldn't drink any more, he felt more cramps and he filled his diaper a second time. Suddenly he had more room as his belly had gone down somewhat, and by the end of the bottle he was filling his pamps yet a third time, and with almost no warning. He looked down at his belly which seemed pudgier than before, and hoped that that was the last of it. 

She unscrewed the bottle and grabbed another one to put in.

"No mow miwk!" He whined, but she didn't listen. 

Yet again he was forced to go through the same process with the same results. By the end he had a very pronounced layer of baby fat on his now hairless stomach, which pudged over his diaper. At least the cramps had ceased. Now, the mush slid into his diaper with ease. The ache in his bladder had also disappeared as a steady and constant stream of piss found its way into his diaper. When the bottle was empty, she unscrewed the bottle and replaced it with a pacifier before he could get a word out.

"Alright, honey! Mommy is gonna give her little poop machine a change and set him in the crib for his nap while she has some special time with Daddy!" 

Daddy? What was she talking about? 

She carried him over to the changing table and changed him into his blarnie diapers and his sleeper that looked just like the real costume.

"There we go, my little dinosaur! Nini!"

She set him in the crib which was in full view of their king sized bed, and he stood, grabbing the bars like a prisoner. They reached up well past his chest, and he had no hope of crawling out on his own. Did they always have a crib in the bedroom? And was everything in the room always this big? Their marriage counselor came into the room in just his boxers and stripped down, revealing a massive cock, while mommy giggle and pulled him down to the bed. He watched in shock as the man slid his gigantic piece of man meat into his wife, and looked down at his own little erection tenting his diaper, knowing that he could never measure up in that department. He was forced to watch as his wife was brought to ecstasy time and time again, and found himself rubbing himself, and then shamelessly humping Bubba Bear through his soggy padding. 

"Aww, I think the little dinosaur is jealous!" said Daddy, looking over to the man and stroking himself. "Don't worry, you'll get to see plenty of this bad boy in action! I do live here, after all!" 

He blushed when he heard this, finding it hard to deny that this whole scenario turned him on. 

"You were right, honey! Let's keep him like this, " said Mommy, looking at her husband who was now about half his former height and weight, though apparently no less 'developed' in other departments. "I kind of like having a baby boy around the house and I can tell he likes it as well."

"Yes, of course you can always wake him up from his trance and he'll go back to normal. But it looks like he's fixated on something else right now. How about we give him a turn on Daddy's lap?"